Anna hailed a bus. She gave tongue to the most urgent of her plaints. ” Anna had reached the house where she lodged, but she hesitated on the doorstep. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. Let this be a caution to you in future—with whom, and about what you deal. Womanhood is sacred to me. “Why are you so distant? Why all the mystery? What are you, a narc? Double-oh-seven or something?” She steeled herself, refusing to react. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. Published by Elizabeth Bailey 2012 www. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly.
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